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I've been staring at this screen for a while now and it seems that I have nothing to say, that I'm thankful for nothing this week. That can't be right. I always find something to be thankful for. And I am thankful for all usual things in my life as always. It just seems that I need to pull a little deeper this week.
I have a secret. Thankful Friday entries get written up on Thursdays while we wait on our laundry to wash and dry. Chris sits across from me with his laptop or notebook and we both write stuff and occasionally talk about our day. This particular evening, Chris worked on a list of job possibilities for himself. I don't think he's ever had a really clear idea of what he wanted to do in life. So, I am thankful he has this time to consider his possibilities and to maybe start letting himself believe in himself. It's taken a long time for me to realize that it doesn't matter how much I tell him that I believe in him, if he doesn't believe it himself. Also, I'm thankful that I never had his struggle, that I've always known what I wanted to do and that I have family that always backed me up on this.